Neophilia Entropy
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Wednesday, September 16, 2015
Drinking Water -- Fable
A dog and a frog, in a world where dogs and frogs can talk to each other, are drinking water. The dog looks at the frog and frowns, because, in this world, dogs can frown.
"You're drinking it wrong. You're not even drinking it."
The frog looks up, confused.
"You have to scoop it up with your tongue," the dog informs, his words mixed with faint condescension, like talking to a child.
"I can't do that," the frog contradicts.
"Yes, you can; you'll get more water better if you scoop it up with your tongue."
"But, it works best if I absorb it. With my skin," the frog explains.
The dog laughs. "No, it doesn't. I never get any water if I try to absorb it with my skin. Scoop it up with your tongue."
Monday, August 17, 2015
Cheese, a Cat, and God
Today God taught me something cool. It wasn't while I was reading my Bible, studying nature, devotional book, listening to worship music, nothing like that. Simply, I was feeding my cat. Cheese, to be specific.
Some background. This cat is the most antisocial, grouchy animal I've ever come in contact with. She's also a very pretty cat if you can get past the evil, soul-sucking eyes she likes to stare at you with in case you dare to come a few feet away from her. She's relatively harmless, but not afraid to hiss. In short, a few months ago I decided this was a challenge I had to take, and I have been working on befriending her since then.
Anyhow, moving on from my weird cat obsession. In the past few days, I've recently discovered that this cat loves cheese. She is willing to get pretty close to me simply to get cheese. Therefore, I've developed the habit of going out occasionally and feeding this to her. So, today, I was out writing in my journal and feeding her cheese, but I stopped feeding her for a bit to finish up writing. She gave me those pitiful, desperate eyes. Well, a little less pitiful and more, I will eat you if you do not feed me more.
Again,
I ignored her for the time being, thinking, "I have words to write, and, anyways, if I wait a moment to give it to her, she'll know more that it's really from me and not just being given to her because she has that right as a cat."
I found myself in one of those moments where I think, "What I just said sounds oddly familiar." Have you ever said something and laughed at yourself, thinking, "I bet that's how God feels" or "God says the same things lots of the time." This was one of those moments. I suddenly realized, we're very similar to this ridiculously cautious and hostile cat.
I've thought this before in the past with her. She's gotten scared for something, and I thought, "There's no reason to be scared. This is ridiculous. And she's getting so up in arms about it... well, we do the same thing, as humans, don't we?" We're bumbling around with our fear, when, in fact, there's no need to be afraid, and God's thinking the same thing about us. Not only that, but we're so hostile and up in arms towards God, when, in reality, He only wants to feed us and scratch behind our ears. (Maybe not scratch behind our ears. But he's got good things planned for us [Jeremiah 29:11, though I'm sure you've heard it.])
But that's only one thing about this whole thing. Sometimes, God takes away our "cheese" to show us that He is, in fact, the Giver of the cheese. Sometimes, he even closes the seal on the cheese, so we can see there's no way to get it but through Him.
Of course, when I realized this, I thought, "But that's selfish of God." Then, I thought about the cat and me, and how by drawing her closer to me, I knew that I was helping her. I do love my little hostile, antisocial kitty, and I wouldn't be doing this if it were to harm her. I do know that she will be happier this way, and half of it is for her benefit, the other half is because I really just want to pet this dumb cat.
So, the outcome of all this, is that I am no different than this cat I get frustrated with and hiss at. I can often be just as rebellious towards God, just as scared when there's nothing to fear, and placed in times of need because I'm desperately trying to get something, when all I need to do is turn to God and see that HE is the Giver of all good things. (James 1:17, plus this song by The Afters you should totally listen to.) Maybe I've learned my lesson about hissing back at this kitty. (Or, probably not. She deserves it.)
P.S. Now you know my deep, dark secret; I love cats. Particularly this one.
P.S.S. Her name is Lily. Look how cute she is:
Isn't she pretty? |
Things were going okay. Slow, but okay. Gradually I was able to get a few feet closer to her, though she still rarely lets me more than three. I bribed her with "yummies" (aka meow mix), and she begrudgingly tolerated my presence. I even got to the point where she didn't run away if I got too close, merely hissed (lately she's been particularly grumpy, so I've started hissing back, because the cat needs someone to tell her who's dominant here.)
Anyhow, moving on from my weird cat obsession. In the past few days, I've recently discovered that this cat loves cheese. She is willing to get pretty close to me simply to get cheese. Therefore, I've developed the habit of going out occasionally and feeding this to her. So, today, I was out writing in my journal and feeding her cheese, but I stopped feeding her for a bit to finish up writing. She gave me those pitiful, desperate eyes. Well, a little less pitiful and more, I will eat you if you do not feed me more.
Again,
I ignored her for the time being, thinking, "I have words to write, and, anyways, if I wait a moment to give it to her, she'll know more that it's really from me and not just being given to her because she has that right as a cat."
I found myself in one of those moments where I think, "What I just said sounds oddly familiar." Have you ever said something and laughed at yourself, thinking, "I bet that's how God feels" or "God says the same things lots of the time." This was one of those moments. I suddenly realized, we're very similar to this ridiculously cautious and hostile cat.
I've thought this before in the past with her. She's gotten scared for something, and I thought, "There's no reason to be scared. This is ridiculous. And she's getting so up in arms about it... well, we do the same thing, as humans, don't we?" We're bumbling around with our fear, when, in fact, there's no need to be afraid, and God's thinking the same thing about us. Not only that, but we're so hostile and up in arms towards God, when, in reality, He only wants to feed us and scratch behind our ears. (Maybe not scratch behind our ears. But he's got good things planned for us [Jeremiah 29:11, though I'm sure you've heard it.])
But that's only one thing about this whole thing. Sometimes, God takes away our "cheese" to show us that He is, in fact, the Giver of the cheese. Sometimes, he even closes the seal on the cheese, so we can see there's no way to get it but through Him.
I went inside for two seconds and found this... |
Of course, when I realized this, I thought, "But that's selfish of God." Then, I thought about the cat and me, and how by drawing her closer to me, I knew that I was helping her. I do love my little hostile, antisocial kitty, and I wouldn't be doing this if it were to harm her. I do know that she will be happier this way, and half of it is for her benefit, the other half is because I really just want to pet this dumb cat.
So, the outcome of all this, is that I am no different than this cat I get frustrated with and hiss at. I can often be just as rebellious towards God, just as scared when there's nothing to fear, and placed in times of need because I'm desperately trying to get something, when all I need to do is turn to God and see that HE is the Giver of all good things. (James 1:17, plus this song by The Afters you should totally listen to.) Maybe I've learned my lesson about hissing back at this kitty. (Or, probably not. She deserves it.)
P.S. Now you know my deep, dark secret; I love cats. Particularly this one.
P.S.S. Her name is Lily. Look how cute she is:
Saturday, August 8, 2015
Writing Commandments: #1 Thou Shalt Spread Out Character Info
Hello, world. Quick post; I greet you exasperated and a little irritated and desperately needing to rant. Or, if not rant, at least try to keep this sort of thing from happening again. Why? I've just returned from reading approximately 700 words at once of character personality explanation and background.
Some disclaimer. To give some credit to this writer, he's writing an entirely different style than where I'm heading towards. This book hits around 200k, if I did my math right.
Today I'll be bragging on the Raven Boys Series, which I love for the character development. |
There are a few ways to reveal character attributes, without shoving it at the reader. You know, showing versus telling.
1. Dialogue/style of talking (someday I'll do a post on dialogue, too,
- For example, in the Raven Boys series, Gansey's background can be found in the way he talks, which Stiefvater puts a little light on through the text as well.
- On the opposite spectrum, we can see Ronan's talking exhibits a much different kind of character.
- Such as, let's follow Blue:
- Next, Gansey and Adam <3
If you read any of them, read this one... ...basically this is the post where I shove my favorite book down your throats. xD |
That was a lot of pictured text, I know. Overall, characters are awesome, so remember to not leave them lonely and spend lots of time with them. Develop them more privately than you'll need publicly and spread out the information on them throughout the book. Hope this was helpful and good luck writing!
What's the hardest part about writing/developing characters for you? What are some other ways to reveal character traits? What book, to you, has the best characters? What other advice would you give on characters? Comments are lovely so comment away!
Thursday, July 30, 2015
Focusing When Things Just Aren't Working
I was just attempting to unlock the secrets to focusing when I realized--what a better way to procrastinate than to write a blog post on focusing? As someone who goes through frequent periods of fatigue where focusing is difficult, here are the techniques I've learned:
1. Change the Scenery
There's something about getting a change of scenery that really improve productivity. Even when I just move across the house, or move outside, I've found it helpful. Better yet, establish a particular place that is your primary working space. Your brain will jump into working mode whenever you enter (you'll also probably hate spending time in there when you're not working.) Find a study room, a special place outside, or on a rug somewhere. Whatever floats your boat.
2. Find a Cozy Place by Yourself
Getting by yourself and just focusing can be really helpful, assuming your mind isn't being dumb and overactive as mine frequently is. Sometimes, however, my mind is just too active and needs too much stimulation to focus for me to be alone, so:
Or, if you're weird like me...
3. Get Around People
Like where the men in this picture are at, my friend +Aimee Meester (do check out her blog, too, because it's pretty awesome, here) is particularly fond of heading over to coffee shops, if you have some near you. They've got the sort of atmosphere that's pleasant and auspicious for working. And, you know, coffee is good, too. The being around people can help for extroverts or others with a mind that works too much to be alone. Either being surrounded by others' conversations at coffeehouses or within a conversation at home with a friend or family member is nice for distracting myself. Especially when I don't want to do something. If I'm talking with my sister while I'm working, I can forget how much I don't want to be doing what I'm doing. I particularly enjoy--as we're doing as I write this--working alongside her.
4. Grab a Snack (or tea. Tea is amazing.)
Tea, gum, M&M's (which are almost as good as tea), anything that's helpful, chewing will keep your mind active if you're tired and tastes you like will keep you happy to be working. Also, it can work as a sort of reward system. If I particularly don't want to do something, M&M's and apple tea (go to a Japanese market and find something that looks like this or this; it is heavenly) are perfect motivation for me.
5. Music. Always music.
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And get a record player. Because they are awesome and I need one. Badly. |
Whether you're the kind of person who music helps you focus and be quiet, or who--like me--likes to sing along to music to focus. Or, maybe you need certain music for motivation. Either way, music is always important and necessary in everything you do. Always.
6. Get Out of the House
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The amount I'm envious of the woman in this picture... |
And go in the middle of some lake in the middle of fall. Yes.
7. Set a Timer/Race Yourself
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Also, get a pocket watch. Pocket watches are too cool not to own one. |
This is the trick I'm about to do myself. Setting short term goals can be surprisingly effective. Race yourself, or race others, like at this Facebook page.
8. Take Breaks
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If possible, take a break here. Because in front of a lake in front of distant mountains sounds brilliant. |
Breaaakkkksss are my enemy. I feel like I'm wasting time. I tell myself I need to be working. But, after you've taken a break, you're immensely more productive. If you're having trouble working, take a short walk. Especially if you're working on a book or writing, or struggling with writer's block, taking a walk is immensely helpful for churning ideas around in your head. Just let your mind wander.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to stop procrastinating get to my actual work. Ciao! Good luck on whatever these tips go towards!
Commenters! What do you do when you're having trouble focusing? What's the best way to get things done that you really don't want to do? Best working-foods and -drinks? Are you procrastinating right now? Why aren't you working? Get to work.
Saturday, July 25, 2015
How Do You Even Sabbath
This is a short, random post for two reasons:
1) I'm still getting the hang of how even you write blog posts
2) I'm still getting the hang of actually writing and publishing blog posts.
3) I feel the desperate urge to accomplish something.
So, I've been trying something new. Something crazy. Something entirely outside my personality. I've been starting practicing the Sabbath.
Great, right?
No.
Something I inherited from my mother is the compelling, desperate need to accomplish. We both harbor the unfortunate fear that we don't like to admit, which is that we're afraid of basically failing. At least, that's for me. I want to be a great writer. (Like, Maggie Stiefvater good. That's basically my lifelong goal and then I think I'd be pretty content with myself and my life.) I want to be a great friend. I want to be a great daughter of God. Most days, I feel like I'm failing in every single area so far mentioned. This isn't so bad, though. It's kinda my engine. I am run by this, reading a chapter of The Dream Thieves, realizing how far behind I am from this inhuman writer and going and writing desperately because I failed to get 2,000 words like planned the day before and need to today (I have also a horrible habit of procrastinating, which is kinda the struggle I run into with my ambitions...) I work. Procrastinate. Work harder. Procrastinate a little more. It's a vicious, endless cycle, but it's okay, because when I feel stressed out, the answer basically every time for me to get rid of that stress is simply to get at work.
Then, there are Saturdays.
Saturdays. This is my break day. This is the day where I set everything aside, and I say the horrid words, "Today I am going to have no goals and just do whatever activity I happen to feel like."
I can't stand it. Taking a break, however, does, in fact, make you more efficient for the rest of the week. It's good to have time where you slow down and just rest. We need it. It was so important to God that He demonstrated it for us in Himself. If God is trying to make a point that we need a break by taking one Himself, when He's all-powerful, it must mean something. I know this. And, I know God is working through me in this. He's teaching me not to be run by an engine of fear, to put my trust in him, and to really just relax. Normally, I can accept this. Today, this Saturday, for whatever reason, maybe it was the six or seven hours of sleep I got last night (and the night before...) in effect of being both a determined writer and a procrastinator, I am panicking tonight.
Therefore, as I am an anti-social child whose friends are either asleep or on a plane from Central America, you all get to hear the glories of my rant.
How do you even Sabbath.
Truthfully, I don't get it.
This post is also my way of saying, "Hi, I'm trying to get out of my confused little hole where I don't know how to write a blog post and just rant and see if this is casual enough for what is required in this thing called blogging." I also feel the desperate need to accomplish something. And I am panicking about how I just haven't. So this is my accomplishment, and you all get to be a part of it. Yay!
Anyhow, so, another blogging thing I have seen spreading around is this question thing at the end. I ask, you comment, so let's see how it goes.
How do you deal with stress? How do you accomplish things? Are breaks easy or hard for you? Do you like pie? Are you a fan of Inception? Are you very bored in your life right now?
(Look, I think I just blogged like normal bloggers. Or something. Or got close. Whatever, I shall just maintain the hope that you all will love the strange child I am. This is my first personal post.... it's been weird. Ciao.)
Sunday, July 5, 2015
Writing Advice from Ship Breaker
If there were a word to describe ShipBreaker, it would be unique.
Whether that's a good or a bad thing is truly dependent upon the
reader. I've talked to two friends about this book, both of whom have
read it front to back, and they've both told me the same thing—Ship
Breaker lacks plot. This I could
argue with. The plot is what makes it unique, for better or for
worse. I can't decide which. Beyond that, however, most of the
characters are flat.
And, yet, both I and my friends finished
the book with positive feelings towards it.
There is
one aspect about Ship Breaker that
makes it beyond worth reading. Especially for writers, who can learn
plenty by studying basically every page in this book. For example,
All around, the duct pinged and creaked. It sank slightly, tilting. The whole thing was on the verge of collapse. Nailer's frantic activity and extra weight had weakened it.Nailer spread out his weight and lay still, heart pounding. Trying to sense the duct's intentions. The metal went quiet. Nailer waited, listening. Finally, he eased forward, delicately shifting his weight.Metal shrieked. The duct dropped from under him.
Look at
this writing. Study
it.
Can't you just hear the “metal shriek[ing]” in your ears? Observe
the rise and fall of action in simply this little piece, the
choppiness of “the metal went quiet” to have a brief break from
the action, then the longer, calmer sentence of “Finally, he eased
forward, delicately shifting his weight.” Observe how an adverb,
“delicately,” slows things down. Again, we see the adverb
“slightly,” also used during a situation of calming state. Of
course, most of us probably know that “adverb” is a banned word
in the land of Writing, however, Bacigaupi uses them to his own
advantage.
That's
the first thing we can learn from Ship Breaker:
Adverbs can be used as a tool for us to slow down
writing amidst heavier action.
Observe,
also, the verbs he uses. Within this passage, the verbs used are:
pinged, creaked,
sank, tilting,
was, (had)
weakened, spread,
lay, pounding,
trying, went,
waited, listening,
eased, shifting,
shrieked, and dropped.
Go on, through that list, and find for me the verb that repeats
itself. Haven't found it? Look harder. Still haven't found it?
There's
a reason for that. Not a single one repeats. Wanna know more? I went
and took an excerpt of 250
words. Then, I went through
and marked every verb within the text.
Thirty-four
verbs. Twenty-five different
verbs. The only verbs he
repeated was was four
times, had two times,
and did three times.
Go, take a page of your own writing, to give you some perspectives,
and try this out. See how many unique verbs you have for that page.
Verbs may come easily to you,
as every writer has their weak and strong points, or you may find
that you, like myself, repeated “made” four times in the last
paragraph. In other words, remember to vary which verbs
you use within a period of space.
Additionally, keep in mind the quality of
your verbs.
Nailer clambered through a service duct, tugging at copper wire and yanking it free. Ancient asbestos fibers and mouse grit puffed up around him as the wire tore loose. He scrambled deeper into the duct, jerking more wire from its aluminium staples. The staples pinged around the cramped metal passage like coins offered to the Scavenge God, and Nailer felt after them eagerly, hunting for their dull gleam and collecting them in a leather bag he kept at his waist. He yanked again at the wiring. A meter's worth of precious copper tore loose in his hands and dust clouds enveloped him.
And...
A year later, heavy crews cut open a section of iron, and the little licebiter's mummified body had popped out like a pill from a blister pack. Dry like leaves, rattling as it hit the deck, rats chewed and desiccated.
Observe
the quality of verbs used in these two excerpts (the first one comes
straight from the first paragraph of the book.) Clambered,
puffed, rattling,
and desiccated all
stick out to me. They paint the picture, because you
cannot simply choose impressive
verbs, but you must also choose those that set the tone and feel of
your setting, scene, and story.
Enveloped, for
example, combined with dust clouds paints
the picture in my head within few words.
That all being said, though we can learn
much from the writing, the characters are highly underdeveloped.
While I saw potential in Nailer's crew, they were not returned to
much more than Nailer's history after the first few chapters. Nailer
himself was alright. We could see a deep connection with him and the
reader. It took me a while to develop emotional connection (though
that may be because of his and my opposite personalites), but once I
did I found myself highly invested in him. Nita, too, probably the
second most main character (though it's hard to say, with the unusual
plot structure, which I'll hit on soon), you could see development in
her. There were a couple others who I couldn't criticize.
However,
a couple stuck out to me. The feeling of cardboard came from these
characters. First off, Sadna. Nailer's friend, Pima's, mother, was a
sort of hero in the story. Admirable, strong, and just—but simply
filler. Not enough was invested into her. She was there for the
purpose she served, but not there because she was alive.
The woman was there because she was needed for the plot. Of course,
she had genuine emotions, a genuine personality, but it was obvious
the development on her was mediocre. It was like she was a storybook
character, not like she was a real person to me. And, as it is the
writer's job to imitate life, I want to be unable to believe that a
character does not actually exist.
Additionally, I found the same feeling in minor characters. Goons
like Blue Eyes and Moby,
truthfully all the half-men except perhaps Tool I found a lack of
life. Many characters were there only out of necessity. Not because
they were real, to the readers and perhaps even to the author.
Therefore, we can learn yet another thing from this book, though
taken from a flaw: Your characters must not only exist
because of necessity for the plot, setting, main character, etc.;
they must also be alive, and living simply because they demanded to
be so.
Then, that leads me to the plot.
Oh, the plot.
Oh,
what
shall I do with the likes of thee?
The plot is in a structure unlike
anything I've ever seen before. That doesn't say much, but it's
certainly unique. As I stated above, I've heard twice the plot
doesn't exist. I wouldn't necessarily agree with this. While there is
no traditional plot structure, it is a plot that's more similar to
real life. The plot is really more a retelling of someone's life,
which truthfully brings the story a little more to life, right?
Nonetheless, Bacigaupi links together pieces of his plot from the
past. Everything builds on each other. His character development is
impressive for this reason, as situations from the past build on his
decisions in the future.
(spoiler) We can cut the plot down into a
few events. First, you've got your foundation. This is covered during
chapter one. The story is laid out for you: Nailer's character, his
life, and the kick-starter for the story—the first, initial
conflict, with his competitiveness with his crewmates as well as the
danger of not getting enough loot from the ship. This story is not
about this first conflict. It merely kicks it off. Second phase is
the struggle of him being lost in the ship, which was caused by the
first initial conflict. Chapters two through four cover this. Then,
five through seven cover the conflict of the storm. Now, our third
“arc” of sorts is not bounced off the first conflict. So, you may
be wondering why you have the first two conflicts in the first place?
The third arc covers the storm. Through
this storm, a ship is brought onto the shore, where Nailer finds
Nita. The entire conflict with Nita is when the story's main
storyline really kicks off. Through this, he goes through struggling
with what to do with her, how to respond to this, battling against
his father, loyalty to his home and the struggle of having to leave
it. Then, a step into a new life, where he leaves his difficulties in
the old behind. So, why did we have those first two arcs?
Had Nailer never been caught in the ship,
had he never almost drowned in the oil, never been abandoned by
Sloth, he wouldn't have saved Nita. Easily we could have skipped
this, been brought right into the storm, and I would be that one of
Bacigalupi's first drafts did just this. However, I can see him
reaching the point with Nita where he's stuck—Nailer is going to
abandoned her, and where does that leave the story? So we see
character development with Nailer. Through the first two, seemingly
unrelated arcs, they're binded to the rest of the story as his
character develops—influencing more than one action in his future
of the book—and at the same time we get to know Nailer and his
world, a little before the story even starts. A minor thing you can
take from this is simply don't forget how your character
develops. Look for unique ways to have decisions later
in the book influenced by previous scenes. Have your
scenes build on each other, so that without the one before, the next
scene would be different.
You can learn a lot from studying just
one book. This book definitely has its flaws, but it also has things
done brilliantly, and you can learn from both parts of the book. That
being said, I highly recommend the read. I've never read a book that
pulled me into the setting so much. If you were to read it for
anything at all, it would be that. So, if you've read Ship
Breaker, what's your review on it? What would you change if you
could? How do you feel about the things listed here in your own
writing? Debating is encouraged. Commenting even more encouraged.
Thanks for reading!
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